Wendy v. Wade

Wade turned on the lights to another bedroom and led Wendy in. This place sure is huge, she thought to herself.

Without a second thought she immediately judo-threw Wade to the ground.

"There's no cameras here!" Wendy yelled, "Now I can properly beat your ass!"

"Whoa whoa whoa! You would strike a helpless guy like me?" Wade raised his hands in the air.

"You're not helpless at all, I can tell you're a filthy scheming rat!" Wendy growled.

She was prepared to fight Wade, but that smell in the air was getting really distracting. What was it? And why did it make her feel...

"Okay, will you at least honor a fair and square fight?" Wade asked.

"Tch, of course. I still have my honor, unlike you," Wendy replied, "What are your terms?"

"Well... there's no way I can fight properly with this boner, y'know? Blood circulation and all that," Wade said, pointing to his erection. He was still not wearing any pants, so his cock was in full view, still wet from being in Mia's pussy.

Wendy sighed. She knew that her master would also demand her to make him cum before their sparring sessions, as well as after, so this wasn't an odd request. She didn't think this brat deserved it, but she felt herself getting hornier and hornier the longer she was in this mansion.

"Fine," she answered, "But I'm only going to give you a handjob. I'll help you cum, and then we fight."

"Deal!" Wade smiled, walking back up to her.

Wendy rolled her eyes and took his cock in her hands and began to stroke it. She flashed a look of annoyance at Wade as she jacked him off. They stood next to each other, so Wade took the opportunity to pull the zipper to Wendy's tracksuit jacket down.

"Hey!" Wendy protested.

"Relax, seeing your tits will just make this go faster," Wade reassured her as he removed pulled her bra up and began squeezing her boobs.

Wendy sighed and used her free hand to undo her bra herself. Why couldn't he at least remove it properly if he wanted at her tits? She continued to put up with Wade and stroke him steadily as he continued to knead her boobs, even leaning in to start sucking on one of them. She wasn't fazed at all thanks to her training, and just hoped that he would cum quickly so she could get back to slamming his head into the floor.

"This is taking too long," Wendy complained, "Why can't you cum faster?"

"Patience babe, I already emptied a load inside of your friend's mouth and her sister's pussy," Wade laughed, "It's going to take a bit longer for this one."

"Ugh, well I want this over with now!" Wendy snapped. She knelt down and angrily wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking the tip a bit before taking in more of his cock in her mouth.

"Holy shit!" Wade cried as he was hit with a sudden blowjob.

Wendy blew him energetically. She had one mission, and she wasn't even concerned about anything else until she fulfilled it. This wasn't so different than her training days at Carlyle's house, she wasn't going to be defeated by a simple erection.

She took Wade's cock out of her mouth and began to rub it between her boobs, wrapping them around his shaft and pumping them up and down to give him a different sensation.

"Oh fuckkkk," Wade moaned. He had his share of women thanks to him abusing his father's influence, but this was on a whole new level of pleasure. Her athletic ability paired with her experience in pleasing men perfectly, every second felt incredible, and she wasn't letting up in the slightest. Wade was falling in love.

Somehow, Wendy had touched this fucked up man's heart with a titjob blowjob combo, and now he was going to endure to the best of his ability for a chance to fuck her pussy.

"St-still not enough!" Wade panted, "You're doing wel-well, b-but I'm still gonna t-take a while if you just do this."

Wendy pulled Wade's erection out of her mouth and switched back to fucking him with her boobs, "Oh yeah? Well I'm not done with you yet!"

She picked up Wade easily and threw him onto the bed. Wendy was over him in an instant, and had his cock pointed at her entrance. She lowered her hips onto him and Wade had finally run out of strength to hold back any longer.

"FUCKKK!" he roared as he emptied incredible amounts of cum deep into Wendy as soon as he felt his cock submerged inside her.

"You... bastard!" Wendy cried, feeling his cock and cum fill her up inside.

"Ha, what did you expect?" Wade smirked, "You just let me inside you, of course I'm gonna bust inside."

"No you fucking idiot," Wendy spat, "We just got started and you came already? You're not leaving till you're defeated remember?"

"W-wait what?" Wade asked nervously.

Wendy got off of Wade and dived her head right into his crotch, taking his softening cock in her mouth, cum and all. Her tongue traced every vein to reawaken his dick, and she sucked him slowly back to life. Whatever smell was in the air had fully gotten to her brain. Wendy knew that her goal was to defeat Wade, and now she realized the perfect way to do it was to drain his balls completely. Making him feel so good that he submits.

She pulled her mouth off of his once-again hard cock with a wet pop.

"Let's try this again," Wendy grinned.

Wade was smitten. She was perfect.